As if a leper's faceThat tainted letter gracedThe wife with choke-stone throatRan to the day with tear-blind eyes.interlude:Fm.......G#m..BbmFm........Fm.......G#m..Bbm....variations on FmVerse:Impaled on nails of iceAnd raked with emerald fireThe wife with soul of snowWith steady hands begins to write:"I'm still, I need no lifeTo serve on boys and menWhat's mine was yours is deadI take my leave of mortal flesh"-------------------------------------------Lublin, Poland18.08.09